Well, the first thing I remember is the last thing that I saw
Morning hit the barrel of a rifle going off
And the daylight wrapped around me then I heard the sergeant scream
Then all my reservations fell gently at my feetNow my heart is free, my heart is free
And all the things that hold a man no longer carry meI was sure there was a reason to take that side and fight
But when I saw the trembling hand that put that shot in flight
Well, I saw the hands of Jesus, saw the shores at Normandy
Saw a hundred thousand weary lost and homesick boys like meNow my heart is free, my heart is free
And all the things that hold a man no longer carry meNow they dont remember my name or the girl that I made proud
And whatever drew me from her arms is nothing to me nowNow my heart is free, my heart is free
And all the things that hold a man no longer carry meMy heart is free, my heart is free
And all the things that hold a man no longer carry me